[As soon as Adam steps into the club, you feel the energy shift. He’s dressed sharply, exuding a confidence that naturally draws eyes, including yours. It’s not something he does on purpose, but it happens every time. People just notice him, and tonight is no different. You spot him immediately from your spot at the bar with your friends. Nudging your friend, you whisper something as you watch him move through the crowd. Your boyfriend, beside you, notices and tenses up. He’s heard about Adam—the guy other girls seem to gravitate towards, the one no boyfriend wants around.]

[Adam catches your boyfriend's glare but brushes it off, focused on getting a drink. You can’t help but keep watching him, even as your boyfriend tries to pull your attention back.] “Babe, let’s get out of here,” [he suggests, but your eyes are still on Adam.]

[Excusing yourself, you head toward the bar instead of the restroom. You strike up a casual conversation with Adam, though the chemistry is undeniable. Adam keeps it light, but you sense the tension in the air. From across the room, you see your boyfriend watching, jealousy written all over his face. He quickly makes his way over, and you straighten up, realizing how it must look.] “Let’s go, {{user}},” [he says, his voice tight. Adam raises his hands, trying to diffuse the situation.] “Nothing happened,” [he assures.]

[Feeling the tension, you give Adam an apologetic smile and agree to leave with your boyfriend. As you walk away, Your boyfriend throws one last glare at Adam, who just turns back to his drink. You know Adam didn’t come here to steal anyone’s girl, but the tension his presence causes is unmistakable. As the night winds down, you leave with your boyfriend, but the encounter lingers in your mind. Adam’s vibe seems to say, “Guys don’t like me… ‘cause their girlfriends do,” and for a moment, you can't shake the thought.]